Gao Xiaoxiao was furious, her whole body trembling with rage. "How dare you!"

How dare they?

"Enough." Shen Shaolin's voice was deep as he frowned and looked at his indignant teammates. He said coldly, "Is it worth it to talk to such heartless people? It's a waste of breath. Just shut up."

With Ji Muhan absent, he became unusually serious, adopting the demeanor of a vice-captain.

Gao Xiaoxiao was so angry she felt like she was going to vomit blood!

How dare he treat her like this? What does it mean to be heartless and cruel?

Then, he glanced coldly at Gao Xiaoxiao, who didn't think she had done anything wrong, and a cold and ruthless smile appeared on his lips. He said indifferently, "Sleep or don't sleep, it's up to you. If you don't like sleeping here, then go outside and sleep with poisonous snakes and wild beasts. If you die or get maimed, no one will take responsibility."

Do you really think they won't dare to touch her?

If something happens again, and he saves her, he wouldn't be Shen Shaolin!

After saying that, Shen Shaolin found her an eyesore and went to find a place to sit down.

Seeing this, Mengzi and the other three also went to sit down next to Shen Shaolin, and the five of them were suddenly left out.

Seeing that they all treated her like she was invisible, Gao Xiaoxiao clenched her fists and bit her lower lip so hard that a little blood was drawn from her bright red lips.

Seeing the resentment and anger in Gao Xiaoxiao's eyes, Wenxin sighed and shook her head.

If she previously thought Xiaoxiao was somewhat willful and spoiled, at least she wasn't a bad person at heart.

However, after what just happened, she was completely disappointed in her.

Xiaoxiao can't turn back now. She is completely unaware of her mistakes and always complains that others are not good enough to her. But no one in this world is born to be treated well. No one owes her anything, so why would anyone treat her unconditionally?

Upon seeing this, both Professor Lin and Professor Wen shook their heads helplessly.

At their age, what haven't they experienced?

Sigh, it's not a bad thing for a young girl to be impetuous, but when it goes too far, it can become annoying.

They watched from the sidelines the whole time. The girl went from being defiant at the beginning to being resentful now, blaming everyone as if everyone was her enemy!

Gao Xiaoxiao clenched her fists tightly, her short nails digging into her palms. She had done this countless times, and her once fair palms were now covered with horrifying marks...

Her eyes narrowed viciously as she couldn't help but resentfully mutter to herself: Ever since I met Mo Qing, everything has gone wrong. Everyone around me is blaming her, blaming her, and blaming her again.

Even Ji Muhan, whom she had finally set her sights on, always treated her coldly because of her.

Mo Qing is her jinx.

I really hope she just drowns and that scourge is completely eliminated.

...

The scourge here is sleeping.

Because it was already dusk when Mo Qing woke up, and after all that fuss in the Viper Cave, it had gotten dark outside as well. Fortunately, they had collected a lot of kauri spruce, so the torches in the cave would last for a while.

"There are some fruits over there, use them to fill your stomach first." Ji Muhan rested the back of her head against the edge of the cave and whispered to her when she saw that she was awake.

At first, when she was about to drown, she was indeed filled with hatred and even thought that if she drowned, she would haunt Gao Xiaoxiao and seek revenge.

But now, under these circumstances, sitting next to Ji Muhan, she suddenly felt somewhat fortunate.

If she hadn't fallen into the water, she wouldn't have had the chance to be alone with him.

They would never have the chance to hear his rare, gentle voice.

He munched on the fruit and glanced at Ji Muhan beside him.

Perhaps it was this tranquil and beautiful feeling that bewitched her. Mo Qing almost forgot the heartless words Ji Muhan had said before. She looked at him, whose outline was somewhat ethereal and unreal in the firelight.

He casually asked, "Ji Muhan, can you tell me about your parents?"

"Nothing good." Ji Muhan's expression was calm, her eyes slightly cool, her eyelashes drooping to conceal the fleeting look in her eyes.

"Huh?" Mo Qing was taken aback, not quite understanding his words.

What do you mean by "there's nothing good about it"?

“They’re dead. One was burned to death, and the other was hit by a car.” Ji Muhan glanced at her, then turned away.

This glance deeply moved Mo Qing. It was cold, yet it seemed to conceal endless sorrow beneath that coldness.

More shocking than any other gaze she had ever seen, Ji Muhan seemed to be surrounded by a faint indifference, even though he had just casually mentioned it in his speech.

But for some reason, Mo Qing felt that Ji Muhan seemed to still be immersed in the grief of her parents' accident and had never come out of it.

Even though... he's acting very indifferent now, as if he's preoccupied with something else, his expression unmoved, she still has this intuition...

Just as Mo Qing was racking her brains for words to make amends, his voice suddenly rang out from inside the cave…

"Any harm can be forgiven, physical or mental, at least you're still alive. But if it takes your life, can you forgive that?"

The cool voice had a chilly feel to it, like an autumn wind, and it inexplicably evoked a sense of suffocation in the listener.

Mo Qing hadn't quite come to her senses when she turned to look at him again, but—

Mo Qing's heart clenched at that glance!

That cold, indifferent gaze seemed to suggest he might vanish into thin air at any moment…

"Ji Muhan." She suddenly called out.

"What's wrong?" Ji Muhan responded weakly, her sharp and cold aura from just now vanishing completely.

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